"Father, the child has made you worried!" Han Feng wanted to get up and salute Han Lin, but after touching the pain on his body, he almost couldn't breathe, and the whole person fell on the bed again.

"Feng'er, your father knows your intentions, and you don't have to worry too much about your mother and Xue'er! Take care of your injuries in the room, you know!" Han Lin's warm and generous palm patted Han Feng's shoulder, his face full of sorrow, as if he had a lot on his mind.

When Han Yu heard what his father Han Lin said, his heart was even more impatient.

"Father, what did you just say about Mother and Xue'er!" Han Feng looked at Han Yu's panicked and anxious expression, and a sense of foreboding suddenly appeared.

"Dad, I'll talk about it when my brother recovers!" Han Yu's face was a little pale at this time, and his tone trembled a little to divert Han Lin's train of thought.

Han Yu knows Han Feng's character very well, she simply loves and hates this younger brother, if Han Feng knows that Su Xiwen and Han Xue are missing, he definitely doesn't know what kind of thing to do.

"Sister, don't interject, let Dad speak!" Han Feng glanced at Han Yu and said in a cold tone.

Han Lin shook his head, his gaze slowly moved up, and then he looked at Han Feng's immature face, and said with a complicated expression, "Feng'er, don't blame your sister, your sister is also good for you!"

"Father, what's wrong with Mother and Xue'er, tell me!" Han Feng's eyes were a little red, and there was a hint of anger on his face.

"Feng'er, don't get excited! Your mother and Han Xue have only disappeared temporarily, and now your sister is sending someone to investigate and find it, Feng'er, you still have to take care of your injuries, this matter is still handled by your sister!" Han Lin sighed slightly before he said slowly.

"Mother and Xue'er have been missing for a few days!" Han Feng asked coldly with a hint of coldness on his face.

"Brother, they've been missing for three days!" Han Yu saw Han Feng's anger and hurriedly interjected.

"Sister, where is Han Yueguan! Take me over immediately!" Han Feng took out a life-preserving pill and a rejuvenating pill from his waist, and quickly opened his mouth, struggling hard, trying to get up.

"Feng'er, don't move!" Han Lin saw Han Feng's appearance and hurriedly spoke to stop him.

"Dad, you leave the matter of mother and Xue'er to me, you don't care about what I do later, and don't stop it!" Han Feng grinned, and a trace of madness appeared on his face.

"Sister, take me to meet Han Yue, hurry up!" Han Feng's eyes became more and more gloomy, and a cruel look flashed, looking like a beast.

Seeing Han Feng with such a look and appearance, Han Yu thought to himself, this Han Yue is probably going to be unlucky.

"Brother, don't worry! My sister immediately ordered the guards to carry you over. ”

A moment later, Han Wei led two guards to carry a very simple sedan chair to the door of the house, Han Feng sat on the sedan chair with the support of Han Yu and Han Lin, and the group rushed towards the Han family's dungeon.

The dungeon of the Han family was extremely dark and damp, and gusts of wind blew up, making a creepy sound.

Han Yue was sitting cross-legged in a dimly lit hut in the dungeon at this time, his limbs and limbs were locked with a slender black iron chain. He was still neatly dressed and did not seem to have been subjected to much corporal punishment.

Despite the bright sun outside, the dungeon was dark inside.

Two faint oil lamps were lit on the stone walls of the hut, flickering in the breeze.

"Haha! Han Yu, why are you here again, what questions do you want to come over and ask today!"

Han Yue saw Han Yu and his party standing in front of the small stone house in the dungeon, and suddenly laughed loudly, with a trace of disdain on his face, his appearance was extremely arrogant, and his words were full of provocation.

Han Yu and Han Lin, who were walking in front of the sedan chair, couldn't help but be angry when they heard this, but they stood quietly and did not respond.

For Han Lin, Han Yue is the son of his eldest brother Han Xian after all, even if his eldest brother did such a rebellious thing to the Han family, he is not guilty of his wife and children, so he did not punish Han Yue too much.

"Han Yue, my eldest brother, you are really comfortable living here. At this time, Han Feng, with the support of Han Meng, slowly walked out of the sedan chair and said coldly.

When Han Yue saw Han Feng's arrival, his heart couldn't help but tighten, but he glanced at Han Lin in front of him, and replied boldly again: "My good brother, my brother has missed you these days, and I thought you were dead!"

If Han Yue knew that Han Feng could defeat his father Han Xian and also cut off Han Xian's right arm, he would not be so arrogant.

Han Yu and Han Lin shouted angrily at the same time when they heard this: "Han Yue, you shut up!"

Han Feng's expression became extremely cold when he heard this, and he waved his hand at his father and sister Han Yu, suggesting that they should not speak.

Han Feng slowly walked to the side of a guard alone, stretched out his hands, and pulled out the long sword on the guard's waist with a bang.

It was not a very heavy long sword, and Han Feng had to use both hands to lift it.

It seemed that it was the reason for the excessive exertion, Han Feng's face was bloodless at this time, and his weak body trembled slightly.

Han Feng dragged the long sword with both hands, hung his head slightly, and walked towards Han Yue very slowly, the long sword and the stone slab on the ground kept hitting and scraping and making a crisp sound.

As he walked, Han Feng had a lock of hair hanging down from his forehead, dancing with the wind in front of his eyes, covering his eyes. All of a sudden, Han Lin and the others actually felt an extremely gloomy and murderous aura from Han Feng's body!

"Feng'er, don't mess around, his father's traitor has nothing to do with him!" Han Lin couldn't help but shout anxiously when he saw this, trying to stop Han Feng by saying something.

"Dad! I said, you don't care about this, you watch quietly, as for whether he has anything to do with his father, wait for my father to know, don't * me!"

Hearing this, Han Feng's footsteps stopped slightly, turned his head and glanced at Han Lin, his pale face was extremely blood-red, and he said coldly.

The sound seemed to come from hell, and the cold dungeon made everyone shudder involuntarily when they heard it.

Han Lin couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, and stopped talking.

Han Feng dragged his sword and came to Han Yue's side, his face expressionless, and he said coldly again: "Big brother, my time is very urgent. I hope you can take the initiative to tell me everything you know, my patience is limited!"

Han Yue heard what Han Feng said, and he was not in a hurry, after glancing at Han Lin, he said solemnly: "Why should I tell you? Brother, can you be scary with a straight face? I am ...... scared!"

"Ahh

As soon as the words fell, a terrible scream instantly sounded in the gloomy dungeon, and it continued to reverberate.

Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in Han Feng's eyes, and the long sword in his hand slashed down at Han Yue's right arm without hesitation!

With a flash of blood, Han Yue's right arm fell shoulder to shoulder, and blood shot out from the broken arm like a fountain.

The scene was shocking, and Han Yu kept vomiting on the spot.

Han Yue gritted his teeth and looked at Han Feng, who had a gloomy face and a sword in both hands, his eyes were suddenly filled with fear.

"Feng'er! enough!" Han Lin shouted angrily.

Even Han Wei and the other two guards who were watching from the sidelines never thought that this young master was usually silent and polite, but he didn't expect that the means would be so ruthless!

"Dad! For me, my mother and Xue'er are the most important, if he doesn't say it today, I will remove the flesh from his body little by little, I will do it! Even if the emperor Lao Tzu comes, he can't change it!" Han Feng looked indifferent, as if he was commonplace, and he replied coldly.

On the blade of the sword in Han Feng's hand, drops of blood slowly slipped down and landed on the stone slab of the dungeon, making a slight "da-da-da" sound.

Han Feng looked coldly at Han Yue, who was already gritting his teeth in pain and his face was pale, and said in a cold tone: "Big brother, I really don't have much time, and I won't kill you, but I don't think you have a lot of limbs on your body, I suggest you tell me everything in detail honestly!"